Fenrir saw that there were several men, many appearing in their late twenties, attacking a group of young men and women. The attackers looked like a bunch of beggars and bandits while the group they were attacking all had similar white outfits as the previous girl. Fenrir remembered she said something about belonging to a Sect and, though she didn't understand what a Sect was, Fenrir deduced it was some kind of organization. Her Master had created an organization called the Alliance, so Fenrir wasn't too surprised that something similar would exist in this world.
Seeing there were several corpses on the ground, Fenrir furrowed her brows before attacking the group of men from behind. Just like she had dealt with the previous man, Fenrir cut off all of their legs from the knee down, sending them tumbling to the ground mid laughter. Before any of the young men and women could 'tell' her what to do, Fenrir glared at them and said, "If you want to kill them, that is your business. Don't make me do your dirty work..." Without waiting for their response, Fenrir moved to the last source of conflict, this one coming from an area away from the larger group.
Fenrir followed the sounds until she came to an area that would have been hard to spot if her senses weren't so sharp. Coming from a beneath a thicket, which hid a small incline, Fenrir heard the sound of pained sobbing, fervent grunts, and something like meat being slapped. Peering through the thicket, Fenrir's pupils became like lines as she saw a rough and muscular man pressing down one of the young women, whose dress had been torn apart, viciously ravishing her body.
Back when Fenrir first became a woman, one of the things she had been taught about was that there were cruel men in the world that would take advantage of weaker women. Fenrir had only ever cared about her Master so, when a man had brushed against her butt in the past, she had wanted to cut off both of his hands. Seeing this young woman with a 'dead' expression in her eyes as she cried muffled sobs through the man's fingers, Fenrir felt something 'break' inside of her.
The hunger she often kept at bay began creeping up as a powerful urge to devour everything spread through her mind. Turning her head towards the sky, with crystal tears falling from her face, Fenrir muttered, "Master, I'm sorry..." The assailing rapist heard her small mutter, jumping away from the young woman and pulling out a black dagger as he shouted, "Who!?" Then, seeing Fenrir at the top of the incline, his expression turned into one of disgust as he exclaimed, "Demon!" and leaped toward her.
Ignoring the man's existence, Fenrir looked down at the bruised and battered woman on the ground, feeling an indignant rage at how someone could be so cruel. Feeling her hair stand on end, Fenrir turned her scarlet eyes towards the man and, without any further hesitation, shredded his body into several small pieces with her claws...
(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Master...this world seems so cruel...I miss you...')